Tuesday, 12 January 2010

My mad weekend in Amsterdam!



Back in December sometime one of my university friends tells me she is organising a trip to Amsterdam for her 21st birthday. Straight away, I was on board and couldn't wait to hit the city!

And boy did it not end on disappointment!
The Friday evening before we departed on the Saturday morning at stupid o clock was a bit bad though. Due to all the snow we weren't totally sure whether we were going to make it over there or not. We took the gamble and made the journey to Gatwick anyway, and to our delight the flight wasn't canceled. We were delayed on the plane for 3 hours. But we didn't mind, at least we were going there.

After we eventually touched down in Amsterdam we went straight to our hostel (which was surprisingly not so bad) dumped our bags in the room then started the "Site Seeing". The first corner we turn we entered straight into the "Red Light District"
The experience of that area is quite odd in my opinion, the girls standing in the windows just waiting for someone is quite an strange concept. You walk passed and nothing is hidden from view, they are clothed, but doesn't leave much to your imagination. But we had to see that area to believe it all.
Next we stumbled across the first of many sex shops we were to encounter in the area. That again was a big opener, the shop was not holding back with its products. The things you can buy over there, are mental to say the least. I think Ann Summers have to rethink their merchandise!
Of course we didn't go all that way to look at girls and sex shops, we were for a weekend of partying!
After the sex shop we hunted around for a Coffee Shop for some substances and a "Space Cake" or two. We eventually found one which sold the "Space Cakes". This is where the weekend actually kicked off. Whilst I was sat in the coffee shop I didn't really feel much effect, I thought it maybe quite a weak mixture or something.
Later we left the Coffee Shop to go back to our room for a quick nap before we head out for the night as we were all very tired from the stupid o clock flight over. Again upon leaving the coffee shop I felt no effect from what I had taken in the Coffee Shop.
We arrived back at the Hostel got into our room and everyone got into bed after we had all eaten some crisps. Munchies!?
However I didn't want to go to sleep which was the same for one of my friends who asked if I wanted to go back downstairs into the bar. I agreed and we went back at bought a pint.
This is where it all began.

I was sitting there feeling quite good, really chilled out, we both went and sat down in view of one of the Tv screens in the bar, where a football match was being played. We both sat and watched the game, this is when I started to feel really strange. I could see myself watching the TV but not taking any of it in. I felt myself getting sucked into the TV. I snapped out of it turned looked at my friend. She was the same being mesmerized by the TV. I then told her "erm... I can feel it now.."
She said she felt the same, at which this point we just both burst into laughter, over nothing. We couldn't stop ourselves laughing which felt like at least 20 mins. After that stopped I started feeling paranoid, thinking everyone was watching me, and knowing what I was up to. (of course that wasn't true, as it was the norm for Amsterdam)
We sat for about hour or so trying to talk to each other with no words leaving our mouths, practically just noises. Then my mouth went really dry and I went to take a sip of my pint which was not a good answer. At which point I turned and said I actually did want to go to bed now. Me and my friend both went back to the room which everyone else having a nap. This is when the effect kicked in even more, I kept waking up mid sleep and thinking everything in the room was literally going in reverse. Was mental, and to be honest I was starting not like it and just wanted it to finish.
We all woke up after an hour or so, at this point I felt completely fine and refreshed.
The experience was interesting, as I have always been curious to see what its like, however during the time I didn't like it much. I can look back on it now and laugh, and happy I gave it a go. As I thought "When in Rome" when everyone else was doing it. However I'd be happy to not doing it another time. I think once was enough.
We head out for the night, which was a great experience, the whole ear was electric with people everywhere being very drunk. We again walked down the Red Light District, this time as it was night, there were men everyone checking them out, and I saw quite a few guys in through the doors. How desperate do you want to be?
This night I didn't drink too much, as I started to feel the after effects from the Space Cakes!

The following day we decided to actually do some real site seeing around the town. One place we went to was the Sex Museum, this was an hilarious experience, learning about sex through the ages. There was a lot of laughter from us all. We saw a photograph which generally looked like Susan Boyle. After a day of seeing the sites we got some drink and headed back to the Hostel to do an evening a real student way, or pre drinks in before going out. Consisting of a lot of drinking games. I would love to spend those 2 hours all over again, it was so much fun. We were all in fits of laughter for the whole time. Whilst we were playing the drinking games a guy entered the room. As it was 15 people to a room and there was only 10 of us. We started to chat to him, and it was actually from Southampton. Which goes to show how much of a small world it can be. We finished off the drinking games, and asked him and his friend whether they wanted to come out for the night with us. Eventually they agreed as they were both tired from their traveling they have been doing. We hit our first club, which gaves us all a free shot as it was our friends birthday trip. Then from that point I think I just danced throughout the whole time in that club until it closed at some time that I can't remember. We left the club and went into the club which was right next door, and again carried on the partying. I went and sat down for a bit, as I was feeling a little worse for wear. Where I found myself watching the TVs as they were playing full episodes of Tom & Jerry, which was great as it kept me occupied for a few hours or so.
This club eventually closed and we got back to the hostel around 5am, and hit the pillow and slept right through till the morning, at 10am when we had to be kicked out our room. This was not good as I had only 5 hours to try and sleep off my hangover. Which was not good, as I feel so rough in the morning from being woken up from the lights being turned on from the Hostel owner shouting at us to leave.
We packed our bags and put them downstairs then spent the rest of the day with more site seeing as our flight wasn't till 9pm. The whole of this time I was not in place, meaning I was sick about 7 times. Once in the toilet for our room, the toilet in the bar downstairs. And a toilet in a local museum we went to all about Ann Frank. Then to top that off when we arrived at the Amsterdam airport to fly back to Gatwick, I managed to be sick right on the Airport floor right outside a cafe. Little embarrassing to say the least. But again I can look back and laugh.

On the plane back we asked if we could get a birthday message from the caption for our friend who actually turned 21 on that day, to our delight he agreed and gave her a birthday message. Which of course got us all happy and cheered a lot. No doubt annoying the other passengers.
The fly back was quite and painless as there was only a 30min delay. Getting back I finally came round and felt alive, and stopped being sick. Everyone else was going to go to a local club near us back home, however I couldn't face doing that, so I went back home and had a great night sleep.

The whole weekend was an amazing experience, and a big eye opening. I think I would like to live there for about a year. To get a full experience, as some parts are quite nice places to live I think. It would be nice to live right next to the Thames they have their. And have my own boat. I guess its something to think about in the future.
I would certainly advised anyone else who is thinking about going to Amsterdam to take the opportunity and go there. You will not be let down.

M x